Don't Come to Wendy's Flower House

Chapter 38

Chapter 38: Chapter 38 Please don’t come to the evening concert (13)

Touching the smooth surface of the handkerchief gently wrapped around her ankle, she blushed, recalling Lard’s face, who had been racking his brain on how best to tie it on her ankle.

‘Lard Schroder, why was he so kind to me?’

As far as she knew, he was notorious for being the most unfriendly man in the empire.

So, it was natural that she thought his excessive kindness strange. He acted strangely to her today, as if he changed his skin.

She narrowed her eyebrows because she couldn’t find any proper words to characterize his erratic behavior today. She had to work hard to shake off her complicated thoughts which tormented her all day long.

Soon, she tilted her head for a moment as if she was done agonizing about it. She put her palms together because she remembered the crest of the Schroder family drawn on his wagon.

“A crazy lion. Yeah, he looks like a mad lion that has forgotten its nature, trying to dive into the ocean after forgetting its ecological habits! ”

After she spat it out, she nodded as if she loved a perfect analogy to describe him.

A crazy lion! What a perfect analogy for him! A lion that acted recklessly enough to jump into the sea and struggled against the water. While she was immersed in such thoughts, she had no choice but to click her tongue.

The biggest problem was that the lion was okay, while Wendy Waltz, who had been watching him, was not okay at all.

She held her breath again when she recalled the images of him closing his eyes leisurely after wrapping his arms around her waist gently. She knew right at that moment, her lips bumped against his lips by mistake, which she thought was caused largely because of Lard, the mad lion’s insane behavior.

She stroked her lips several times with the tip of her finger. The reason she screamed at him that he was addicted to ‘poison’ was because she had been so embarrassed that she almost spaced out. Why did she express it with the word ‘poison’? She couldn’t raise her head from the shame. She shook her head several times, feeling ashamed about her stupid actions.

“Whew…”

After a deep sigh, she began to untie the knot around her ankle as if she now pulled herself together. ‘Oh my goodness! This guy tied it too tight!’ The handkerchief was tied very tightly. Obviously, he tied it very tight so that it wouldn’t loosen as she walked.. She pushed and pulled it in various manners to undo the knot, but all failed. She was gradually getting annoyed as it was almost impossible to undo the tie.

Lard used a unique method that only the imperial knights used when knotting something. Without knowing that, she spent a lot of time in struggling to untie it in vain. In the end, she got frustrated and angry.

Eventually she gave up undoing the knot, and lay back on the bed helplessly. She looked down at her ankle again. She was really bothered by the handkerchief because she felt like it still held the warmth of his body. She meaninglessly rubbed it with the other ankle to shake off that strange feeling.

In the end, the warmth of his body from her ankle began to spread all over her body and led her to sleep before she knew.

Olivia’s dazzling golden hair fluttered in the air. Every time the sound of the horse running across the field was heard, the hot snorting of her black horse froze into a white cloud because it was pretty cold during the winter season. As white snow was piled up here and there on the field, she was more excited about riding the horse across the fields, avoiding deep drifts of snow.

It was because a mysterious white trail of light caught her eye that she stopped the horse in full gallop.

Was it a heap of snow?

She opened her eyes slightly to check if it was a light reflected in the sunlight, but the light coming across the sky moved strangely. Wiping off the sweat on her forehead, she leaned her head to one side to check it closely.

She was riding the horse towards the place where the light came from. As she got closer to the trajectory of light, her heart began to pound hard unconsciously.

Soon, she reached the epicenter of the light.

“Ah…”

Looking at it, she blew her breath in excitement.

The movement of a sword scattered white light against the sunlight. As if enthralled by it, she looked at the light embroidering the snowy field. The man’s blue hair, which was more blue than the blue sky with no clouds, briskly fluttered in the wind.

She watched the man for a long time. Perhaps she felt an indefinite freedom in the man’s movement. She didn’t feel it was a waste of time that she spent her free time riding a horse with a sense of freedom like the man.

A little later, she was staring at him until the man stopped wielding the sword and gazed at her.

After putting the sword back into its sheath, the man approached her as she continued to stare at him blankly, and smiled brightly. His smile was soft and gentle like sprouting buds in spring.

Olivia felt her heart sink because she had never seen any man smiling at her like that.

She felt sorry because she couldn’t respond to him in a timely manner.

“Are you the countess’s daughter? I rode a horse all the way to the outside of my father’s estate. I never expected to meet a precious lady. My name is Dylan Lennox, ” he said cheerfully. His clear blue eyes were bent like a ridge when he smiled at her.

It was when the buds of the trees, which almost looked like his smile, came out that they met again.

On the day when the fragrant scent of flowers was all over the field, she impatiently rode her horse to the field where she couldn’t visit during the whole winter.

‘Can I meet him again?’

Since she didn’t want to toy with such futile hopes, she did not mount the horse to go there. But her strong resolve to stay away from him crumbled when she rode to the edge of the estate where she had met Dylan before. Since she arrived short of breath after riding the horse for the first time in a long time, she couldn’t pull the reins of the galloping horse properly.

It neighed violently.

While trying to calm down the neighing horse, she looked around carefully. But she could not find him anywhere.

‘Yeah, it’s impossible I can see him again.’

Disappointed so much, she mounted the horse back and left the place. But she couldn’t help but keep looking backwards, hoping against hope that she could meet him by chance.

A little later she rode to the border of his estate, which faced the forest, and tied the horse to a wooden post. Since the soft grass was sprouting everywhere, the horse filled its stomach quickly. With a deep sigh, she walked to the nearby pond and squatted down.

In the pond, there were a lot of frog eggs floating under a large lotus leaf.

When she picked up a long wooden rod and unintentionally poked the frog eggs with it, they were broken loose and spread all over the pond. She enjoyed playing with the rod mischievously.

“Olivia, do you think you’ll be safe? The mother frog is staring at you ferociously. ”

Stunned by someone’s sudden voice, she raised her head. On the other side of the low hill, Dylan Lennox stood, smiling at her. His bright blue hair shined against the sun and fluttered in the wind. He was the same man she saw on the field in winter.

At that moment, a frog jumped onto the lotus leaf. Surprised, she moved back hesitantly and flopped down on the ground helplessly. In the process, the wooden rod slipped out of her hand and sank deep into the pond quickly, creating a couple of bubbles.

Dylan came down the hill quickly and approached her, seeing her surprised. Although his luxurious shoes were stained with mud as he trod near the edge of the lake, he didn’t care.

When he came up to her, he reached out.

“Sorry. I think I surprised you,” he said politely.

Although she wasn’t sure if it was the frog or he that surprised her, she looked at his hand blankly without asking anything then took his hand cautiously when he looked down at his hand awkwardly.

The croaking of frogs was filling the pond.

Wendy tossed and turned in bed before she woke up after a long dream as the dazzling sunlight came through the window of her room in the morning.

Her whole body ached as if she was not fully recovered from the fatigue of the previous day.

As she slept in uncomfortable posture with her dress and shoes on, she didn’t sleep well.

She felt she heard a frog croaking somewhere, so she looked around, rubbing her sleepy eyes.

But there was nothing like a frog indoors.